Mom's Away? I Got This. - Day #4 11/03/17

The Final Day - Well Jenn, happy to say we’ve made it through the final day of being on our own and we’re all very excited for your return! In preparation for that, my first priority today was to clean up the cat puke from a couple days ago. While we’ve learned to skillfully dodge that spot on the rug while walking down the hallway all week, it seemed like it had hardened enough that it would just flick right off the rug. The time was right. Much to my delight, when I went to scoop it off the floor with the pancake spatula from the kitchen, it was gone! Turns out one of the dogs ate the puke and took care it for me. Extra treats for the dogs today! Such good pups! By the way, we’re getting low on Milk Bones. I never realized how many of those the dogs could actually eat. They literally won’t stop eating them until I stop handing them out of the bowl. A couple of the days we didn’t even need to feed them their regular food because they had so many. On a side note, their “poops” have been a little runny recently. We may want to look into that.
As I said, we’re really looking forward to you coming home. I will say, I think I got out pretty easy this week. Every day after school when I asked the kids if they had any homework that night, the answer was always, “Nope”. Can you believe it? I totally lucked out. Never had to get into any of that arguing back and forth about getting the homework done that you go through everyday. Remember during school Open House last month when Mason’s English teacher said, “Even if your children say they don’t have English homework, they’re required to read at least 30 minutes every day.”? Well, apparently, they had the week off from that too. It’s like they knew I’d be parenting at home alone. Travel safe and we can’t wait to see you. On the way home from the airport we should stop for toothpaste. We’ve squeezed out about as much as we can from the tube in the bathroom thanks to Mason’s suggestion that if we all just brushed once a day, we could stretch it out a little longer. He was right! See you soon.

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